It's Not Me Who's Your Wife
Episode 37 Raditya to the apartment

POV Author

Dozens of white birds flew in the sky ahead of dusk, and spoiled the eyes to look at it with astonishment.

Ayyana was very happy after being able to connect with the person she thought was her sister, Calla. He got up near the window while watching the orange sky on the western horizon, with lips smiling.

" It feels like I want to fly like a crane in the sky, then I can find my sister, hug each other, or I immediately meet her," inwardly, she could momentarily forget Raditya, she said, and focus more on her sister.

" Emm, I've never been abroad, if Rosa is almost every holiday, tomorrow semester she goes to the UK, sees her sister, "her inner self, then she chats to Rosa. And how happy if Rosa wants to visit her sister, then Ayyana is told to be ready to complete the documents needed to travel if she wants to be with him.

" Sa, it's just me that I'm there to my sister's apartment, "a message from Ayyana then tells me there's a bright spot about her sister's whereabouts.

" Kok can Ayy, your sister is in a far away place, "a message from Rosa.

" That's what I can't tell you right now, because it's still a possibility, but if it's from the DNA test that my sister's right, I'm trying not to bring it up, I'm trying not to, the important thing is the struggle during this time especially Uncle's family has managed to find him, "the message from Ayyana.

" True deh, take the positive side, klo your sister is certainly more guaranteed to follow the adoptive parents, " message Rosa.

The two ended the chat, because the time showed the Maghrib and then carried out the obligation, not forgetting the thanksgiving done by Ayyana and prayer that Alena was her sister, Calla.

While Raditya can be relieved, after Kiara's absence, he has returned to Australia with PR about his Papi's feud with Dio's Papi, which has been answered by Mr. Faisal's informer, he said, only Kiara is still unable to talk to her Papi.

Raditya tonight intends to contact Ayyana, only his parents are still talking in the room.

" Pi, I'm sleepy, tomorrow I want a meeting," said Raditya, but who was at the heart of the feeling of kangen in Ayyana, because as long as there was Kiara almost a week can not chat let alone meet.

He has a special cell phone to call Ayyana and Kiara doesn't know.

Both of her parents left the room, after several times Raditya also yawned.

He drove in a wheelchair to his parents to the door, then in the lock from the inside.

He retrieved the phone stored in a special place, then contacted Ayyana.

" Assalamu'alaikum, Ayy, I miss, tomorrow I come to your apartment, "the message.

He waited for the chat to be read, with many times the phone screen was seen.

" Please Ayy, open my donk message, "his mind, he can't wait for the blue tick, then hope to be baled.

And Raditya while lying down repeatedly rubbed the phone screen and then saw the chat to Ayy.

" Maybe Ayy is asleep, hopefully open tomorrow morning, then reply to my chat, "guman Raditya, then his eyes are buried, so he can fall asleep.

While outside the room in the big house Raditya was deserted, only the sound of the clock ticking wall, also the animals of the night and on the road still heard the roar of the car, then he fell asleep, with his brain always tired, and he was always tired, both by the business of the factory and the taste of kangen in Ayyana.

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Ayyana POV's

I continued to follow the activities carried out by my foster brother in the land of windmills, with Calla and his adoptive parents. Calla still can't think of me as her brother, she still wants to find bi Yeyen who is considered her birth mother.

" Bi Yeyen, that's our Mother's brother, but not as conceived, because our mother is an only child, and our grandparents are also dead, "my vidcall, my, calla just did not want to accept my story, so I do not want to force and from this I want to immediately meet him, then do a DNA test.

Mba Hanifah advised me not to force Calla to believe that brothers.

" Ayy, be patient, if you force him I am afraid, he does not like us, then stay away, "the message from Mba Hanifah.

And tonight I focused more on my sister, until I finally fell asleep, because it was late at night.

Samar heard the voice of the Fajr Adhan from Mushola in the apartment, I move this body, so that muscle muscles become weak, then rise to sit on the side of the mattress soft, soft, who never imagined that he could live in such a luxurious place. And I ran a routine job, until I left for college with Rosa.

Until I came home from college had not had time to open a cell phone, this is often done, abis chat is usually done by Rosa, Andina or other close friends, while my two brothers are certainly on break, and my brother is certainly on break, so rarely chat while here in the morning until the time of Dhuhur.

About Raditya, for one week without news, he does not remember me anymore, just I know there are always two people with a burly body watching me, also in the apartment, this time, one of them was a woman.

I dare not ask, because both of them are in one apartment, just in front of the apartment I occupied. I believe both are husband and wife.

" Ayy, that's in front of your apartment, husband and wife are just as sporty" Rosa said as she passed by in the basement, I responded with a smile as sweet as possible so that the two people who were staring at me no longer had to be the material of our conversation.

" What's Ayy? " he asked, his mouth twitching, I smiled looking at his starving face.

" I warmed the soup, I just gave the same seasoning vegetables that were ready to enter, "my answer, and did not feel like having sampled in front of the apartment door, then I opened it using an access card.

" Drink juice first in the refrigerator Sa," I asked and as usual we were both busy in the kitchen, while Dhuhur we had done in Mushola campus.

" Ayy, I can now cook like you, you know, when I go home to my parents masakin, he said as good as your cooking, "said it.

" Yes donk, Ayy's teacher," I laughed.

" Ah you, praise yourself exorbitantly, "the chandelier.

" Abis, you don't have any praise, so ya muji yourself donk, "and we both laughed while enjoying lunch at the dinner table.

After eating Rosa I prevented her from returning to her apartment, and time was used to discuss the duties of the lecturer today.

" Lunch here alone Sa," I said as I thrust a batik negligee shirt.

Then we fell on the bed after completing the task.

While Rosa had been slouching beside me, and I could only close my eyes but the brain still drifted to Calla and the occasional longing for Raditya appeared, wanting to reply to her message one week ago, but I have no courage.

Indeed, until this session I have not opened the phone, which I usually do and the phone is always in silent so that never heard chat notifications or calls, most just shakes, and most just shakes, that's also when college is turned off.

While Rosa next door was deep in the dream, and I was tired of finally falling asleep too.

The voice of Adhan Ashar from Mushola woke us both up.

" Ayy, I want to go home, Mami wants to come she said she wants to sleep in the apartment, "the story of Rosa is ready to get out of the apartment.

" If you want Mami you are invited to sleep here Sa, "I hope, and this is serious because if many friends of the brain do not mind, especially thinking about Raditya.

" I'll tell you later, Abis Mami said she misses our cooking, or you come to my apartment," asked Rosa, without waiting for my answer she kept passing out, I followed her to the door.

And this body is bewildered when the eyes see Raditya walking limped from a distance of three apartments, chest rippling so hard that it makes a sense of not care all over the body.

I did not notice Rosa's attitude towards the elevator passing in the hallway with Raditya, indeed these eyes were more focused on Raditya who was escorted by two residents of my front apartment.

This mouth was locked but still had the awareness to avoid Raditya, by trying to close the door, just defeated by the female bodyguard who was very quick to hold the door closed.

" No, Raditya wants to meet, " said the bodyguard I know named Mirna.

I was just dumbfounded, unable to say a word, just in the brain praying that Rosa did not know.

Raditya enters the apartment while the guards only drive Raditya until the door is closed.

I became excited because inside just the two of you, this body was sweating coldly, and I was only able to bow down.

Only this brain is aware because I still have to take care of it according to agreement that is to be able to walk without the help of shoes, or crutches.

" Ayy, you don't have a lecture this afternoon, please take me home, "he asked.

" Don't you get a driver? " i looked up, and I tried to get away from her body, because her hand was holding my body.

" You're Ayy's sin, you're avoiding me" he said weakly.

Because of the sense of responsibility as a halal nurse, I also approached and received his hand that asked to be held, and took him to the sofa in the living room.

" Dad, wanna eat?" my many.

" What's the smell? " and I explained and he asked to sit on the dining table chair, so I lifted his body in the way I used to do when in the big house that was to wrap my hands around his waist.

I did not want to look at his face that looks haggard, because I had a chance to glance at him and there was a sadness.

" Ayy, I want to always be you, "sadly said, with lips dipping my head, his burly hands gently stroking my back, slightly immersing this head into his fielded chest, he said, then the dew covered these two eyes, of course I tried to cover it from him, so that he did not see the solace of my heart.